To write my mistakes out in the open was indeed a total revival of my past pain. I haven't yet healed from my shame that poured down on my head like heavy rain, shame that drenched me I almost faint; yet Jah had me writing my experiences, drawn out unto papyrus with this ancient pen. Composing my journey as a true-to-life reference soaked my being with fatal flashbacks, that heals and cleanses me again and again.

I wrote the events that lead me to overcome my extreme emotions. Fear indeed is a reaction. But...